DFW Airport is Getting Nap Rooms Next Month

Soon, travelers stranded at DFW Airport be forced to pretzel themselves on uncomfortable seats or sneak away to an isolated corner of carpet for a few minutes of shuteye. That's because the airport is getting nap rooms.

"Next month," DFW spokesman David Magana wrote this morning in an email. The exact opening date will be announced in the near future.

According to NPR, Chicago alderman apparently expressed some concern that the rooms, which cost $30 for the first hour and $120 overnight, would be used as hookup chamber, where jet-lagged travelers could go for a brief tryst. There have been no such worries expressed in Dallas since plans were initially unveiled a year ago, though come to think of it, that's not a bad idea.

A facility like this is tailor-made for people on multi-hour layovers, you know, the flight changes you get at domestic and international hubs like DFW...

Nap rooms and capsule hotels have proven to be quite successful in airports in Asia and Europe. Those prices seem rather optimistic given rates at places like Yotel's airport locations or a day-pass to an airline lounge for a couple hours' stay, but I could very well be wrong.

Exactly how is that a concern? As long as they aren't running a brothel I think what perfectly legal things go on on the private rented rooms falls firmly under none of his damn business. Does he go to hotels and interrogate the front desk staff on single bed rooms rented by two people?

@ThePosterFormerlyKnownasPaul 'Stranded and delayed"? They're amoral horndogs with a primal itch to scratch, nothing more; on any given day, you can see them staggering through the terminals, hyperventilating and tumescent, lips quivering with barely contained animal need, pupils dilated by a searing blast of implacable, consuming lust. Some vibrate in solitary exaltation within their confining airport seats, drooling, keening piteously under an uneven and jagged breath, so I guess they come to some kind of awful climax. Others resort to toe-tapping their way into the tawdry embrace of a desperately embonered Senator. Only a matter of time before some buck-toothed huckster came along to separate these beasts from their money.